Empty

I actually don't remember the last time I ate. Well, I did at Jakob's party, but I threw up so that doesn't count. I've been busy. I'm not hungry. So I haven't eaten. I don't know what I weigh. It doesn't matter. Nothing matters.
I told Cassie all that this morning. But we had classes to go to. She said we would talk. But we won't because there is always something going on. And it doesn't matter.